romeo is bleeding but not so as you'd notice

he's over on 18th street as usual

looking so hatd against the hood of his car

ans putting out a cigarette in his hand

and for all the pachucos at the pumps

at romeros paint and body

they all seein how far they can spit

well it was just another night

but now they're huddled in the brake lights of a 58 belair

and listenin how romeo killed a sherif with his knife



and they all jump when they hear the sirens

but romeo just laughs and says

all the racket in the world ain't never gonna

save that coppers ass

he'll never see another summertime for gunnin down my

brother

and leavin him like a dog beneath a car without his knife



and romeo says hey man gimme a cigatette

and they all reach for their pack

and frankie lights it for him and pats him on the back

and throws a bottle at a milk truck

and as it breaks he graps his nuts

and they all know they could ve just like romeo

if they only had the guts



but romeo is bleeding but nobody can tell

amd he sings along with the radio

with a bullet in his chest

and he combs back his fenders

and they all agree its clear

that everything is cool now that romeos here

but romeo is bleeding

and he winches now and then and he leans against

the car door and feels the blood in his shoes

and someones crying in the phone booth

at the 5 points by the store

romeo starts his engine

and wipes the blood of the door

and he brodys through the signal

with the radio full blast

leavin the boys there hikin up their chinos

and they all try to stand like romeo

beneath the moon cut like a sicle

and they're talkin now in spanish about their hero



but romeo is bleeding as he gives the man his ticket

and he climbs to the balcony at the movies

and he'll die without a wimper

like every heros dream

just an angel with a bullet

and cagney in the screen